During this year's Spring Festival, Qin Fan and Xuemei were busier than in previous years. Not only Xuemei's relatives want to pay New Year's greetings, but Qin Fan's relatives also have to go and say goodbye.

I can still talk to my uncle and aunt, after all, their children are still very young, and when they arrive at Xuemei's relatives' house, there is basically nothing Qin Fan does, they all pull Xuemei over and chatter non-stop, occasionally meet Jiasheng and Xue Ting, whose belly has risen up, can still talk, and most of the others are polite for the New Year, and they still treat him and Xuemei as children.

After the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, according to Qin's father's intention, he wanted to go to his hometown in Jiangcheng Township to pay New Year's greetings to Qin Fan's grandmother, and with the consent of Xuemei's parents and grandmother, Xuemei finally experienced the "running backwards" itinerary that Qin Fan said.

When the morning was still dark, the whole family set off to the long-distance bus station with a big bag and a small bag, and only took the train from the provincial capital to Yuxikou near noon, got off the train at about three o'clock, and rushed to the ferry as if it was the opposite, and it happened that he could get on the boat immediately, if he missed it, he still had to wait for half an hour to get on the ferry, Xuemei, who had not experienced it, leaned on Qin Fan's body tiredly.

After crossing the rolling Yangtze River, we arrived at Jiangcheng, and the family hurried to the bus station, and if we were lucky, we could board the last bus from Jiangcheng to Zhaoqiao.

It was almost five o'clock when she got around to Zhaoqiao, and just when Xuemei thought it was about to arrive, Qin Fan couldn't help but smile and said to her, there are still four or five miles of dam road and four or five miles of rural road, Xuemei gritted her teeth with a pale face and said, "Carry me." ”

Qin's father, Qin's mother, and sister Qin Ying were also exhausted, but fortunately, there were cousins and cousins waiting under Zhaoqiao Station, and the luggage and gifts they brought were all carried by them with flat shoulders.

The countryside in Jiangnan at sunset is a charming scenery, with the occasional quacking of geese and the barking of dogs in the village in the quiet fields with the wind.

The cousin and cousin carried the burden in front, Qin's father and Qin's mother, and his sister Qin Ying walked in the middle, Qin Fan carried Xuemei on his back and left behind, and his sister Qin Ying turned back from time to time and looked at her brother sympathetically.

The river under the dam shuttles the water rafts of the villagers' own houses, and the rivers in the south of the Yangtze River are vertical and horizontal, and it is very convenient to row boats and transport goods.

Xuemei's whispers in his ears made Qin Fan a little irritable, since Tang Yue's actions during the vigil made Xuemei suspicious, and the Tang Yue that had grown up was as beautiful as a flower, Qin Fan couldn't help but take a few more looks, especially when Tang Yue said that he wanted to learn painting from him, Qin Fan's waist was twisted by Xuemei and the pain was unbearable, and Tang Yue didn't know which tendon was wrong at night, so he beat him a few times with a small fist from time to time in front of Xuemei, Xuemei's vinegar jar was like overturning, and he turned it over and ridiculed it whenever he had time.

"So you and her are childhood sweethearts, you see that she was almost on you that night, and she didn't take me seriously. Xuemei, who was lying on her back, was still humming angrily.

"How many times have I told you, in my eyes, she is a sister like Qin Ying, why can't you finish eating this vinegar. Qin Fan gasped slightly and explained.

"The ghost only believes it, you didn't look at the way she looked at you, which is the way my sister looked at my brother, that is, I look at ....." Xuemei still nagged.

"Come down! I can't carry it anymore!" Qin Fan interrupted her angrily, and began to nag since she got on the train, talking about this matter over and over again, which made Qin Fan's heart angry.

"You murder me, you dare to murder me!" Xuemei's face sank, and she continued with a crying voice: "Tell me the right thing, you just don't love me, you just like that little vixen, you just don't love me... Whining. ”

Qin Fan knew that Xuemei was suffering from the psychology of gains and losses, so he was patient and coaxed with good words, and said some sweet words from time to time, which finally made her burst into tears and laugh, and rushed forward with her on her back.

After being silent for a while, Xuemei asked again and again, "What about Sister Minmin?" made Qin Fan's heart burn, and he wanted to tear her off the river embankment.

Bypassing ponds one after another, bending one ridge after another, passing through one bamboo forest after another, and finally hiding the last rays of sunset in the west, I rushed to my grandmother's village.

Although the village is small, there are only eight or nine households, but the houses of the Hui school, the courtyard in front of the house, and the bamboo forest behind the house are idyllic.

Qin Fan Xuemei walked to the front of the old house, Qin Fan saw at a glance that her eighty-year-old grandmother was stabbing fish in the small ditch in front of the house, and there were neighbors standing in front of the door, so she couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, walked up to her grandmother and shouted, "Grandma, I'm back." ”

Grandma glanced at Qin Fan, didn't recognize it for a while, and said behind her ear: "Oh, passerby, you wait, I'll ask the boss to get you something to eat." ”

The crowd in front of the door laughed and said, "Grandma, it's your eldest grandson who has returned." ”

The grandmother who heard clearly stood up, wiped her hands vigorously on the dark blue apron, pulled Qin Fan, looked carefully, smiled on her wrinkled face, and said happily: "Come on, you finally came to see grandma." ”

"Grandma, this is your granddaughter-in-law. Qin Fan pulled Xuemei behind him and said loudly.

Grandma pulled Xuemei again, grinning with few teeth, she didn't know what to say for a while, just laughing, Xuemei stepped forward and hugged the short grandmother and shouted loudly: "Grandma is good." Grandma patted Xuemei's hand and replied, "Okay, good." ”

The fatigue of the journey made Qin Fan and them eat a little hastily, and the uncle persuaded the grandmother, who was moving her little feet around, to ask her not to make so many dishes, and explained that Qin Fan and they were tired and should rest early.

Qin Fan and Xuemei lived in the uncle's room, Qin's mother and sister Qin Ying lived in the third uncle's house, Qin's father and the uncle who had always been single and the third uncle who had never married were crowded in one room, and the other two rooms were the two families of the adopted son adopted by the deceased grandfather before his death, and the grandmother kept a house alone.

After a while, in the chatter of the uncles in the lobby next door, Xuemei fell asleep with Qin Fan in her arms.

In the twilight of the day, the roosters in the village crowed one after another, Qin Fan woke up from his sleep with a yawn, there was no figure of Xuemei by the pillow, only to feel that someone was tossing under him, lifting the quilt, Xuemei was playing with his little fan with a red face.

Qin Fan asked angrily, "Aren't you tired?"

Xuemei shook her head and whispered, "I want it." ”

couldn't resist Xuemei's teasing, and the two of them were presumptuous again and again in the eyes of Maitreya worshiped by the uncle, until the two fell asleep again.

I don't know when I fell asleep, Qin Fan was awakened by a rapid knock on the door, sat up, and saw his sister Qin Ying pushing open the door, and whispered to blame: "Two big lazy worms, they are almost having lunch, and they are still sleeping." Then he wrinkled his nose and sniffed the strange smell of the room, muttering and shrinking back.

When Qin Fan and Xuemei got dressed and arrived in the lobby, the uncle who was chanting Buddha looked unkind, the uncles and brothers at the table looked at the two of them gloatingly, and Qin's father and Qin's mother were also embarrassed.

Qin Fan suddenly remembered that the house in the countryside was not soundproof, and the cough in the room across the lobby could be heard clearly, not to mention the sound of him and Xuemei's thunderous fire, at this time, Qin Fan's old face couldn't hold back, and he shouted with an embarrassed face: "It's so fragrant, I'm dying of hunger." ”

Seeing Qin Fan's skinless and faceless self-amusement, the uncles and brothers burst into laughter, and then said nonsense: "What I said is that we are all dying of hunger." Only Xuemei looked at them inexplicably, vaguely feeling that something bad was known to them, and hid behind Qin Fan with a red face.

The rule in the countryside is that women are not allowed to go to the dinner table, regardless of age.